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mente está aberta…I promise.”
    “Well---” she started.
    “Wait!” I yelled out. “Are you pregnant ?” 
    “Hell no, silly!”
    “ Whew …alright,” I said, swapping a brow. “I’m ready.”
    “ Well ,” she continued. “I have a job now…that I love. Ab-so-lute-ly love!”
    I gave her a blank stare.
    “You didn’t just drag me from the house to tell me you got a job. Please tell me you didn’t just do that!”
    “There’s more to the story , if you let me finish,” she retorted, giving me a side eye, chill out , look. “As I was saying…a job that I love.”
    She flashed a bright smile that validated her statement.
    “ Wow! Congratulations, Talia! I’m very excited for you!”
    “Me too!” she exclaimed.
    With the recognitions out of the way, all my questions flowed.
    “Are you taking time off before you go to college? I sure wish my parents would allow me to do that! When did you start this job? You haven’t even mentioned it, and we’ve emailed plenty. What are you doing there?”
    “Gabriella! Slow down !”
    “I’m sorry,” I said, chuckling. “You’re right! Go ‘head! I’ll shut up now.”
    “Yeah right,” she joked. “Are you sure?”
    Playfully tugging at my earlobes, “Yep! All ears now.”
    “Only time will tell,” she uttered before continuing. “ First …Thanks for the congratulations. I appreciate it. Second …College? Not going. At least not anytime soon. Third …I’ve been working there for about three months. I started right around the end of February, and I didn’t mention it because I was getting acclimated, and making sure I was even cut out for it. There was a lot to take in – literally.”
    “I didn’t miss that Natalia,” I said, retuning the side eye glance she’d given me earlier. “‘ A lot to take in – literally? ’ What does that mean, exactly?”
    A nervous laugh escaped her.
    “There isn’t too much that goes over your head, smarty. See, that’s why you’re going to college and I’m not.”
    I knew Natalia well, and it was easy to see that she was at the onset of stalling. Whatever the other part was it was why she preferred being outside the house, and I was ready to hear it.
    “Okay…so…now comes the part where the open mind is necessary. You do remember that part, of the conversation, right?” she verified.
    “ Yes …I do.”
    “The reason is that when I say it, you might be tempted to think of things in a certain way, but I need you to allow me to explain it in full detail before your thoughts run to the equator.”
    “Okay,” I said, placing my hand on top of hers for reassurance, as we sat facing each other on the swings. “No judgment. Trust me .”
    Then she began, with a semi-nervous start.
    “The reason I left the house to tell you this was because I can’t risk my parents knowing. They know that I have a job, but they think it’s working as a personal assistant for the wife of a wealthy businessman in São Paulo. In truth, while I do work in São Paulo, it isn’t as a personal assistant.”
    She drew in a deep breath.
    Oh boy.
    “I work at a resort called Paraiso Belo.”
    A huge smile settled across my face.
    “A resort with a name like, Beautiful Paradise ? I’m already intrigued.”
    “ So…” she hesitated . “Merda !” she exclaimed as she tapped her foot in discomfort, and tightened her grip on the chains of the swing. “How do I say this?”
    Her conversation had turned one-sided as she pondered her next statement. I didn’t want to interrupt her for fear she might lose the courage to continue.
    “In actuality…” she stammered. “In actual---”
    I could see her struggle, so I intercepted.
    “Talia…it’s okay,” I offered. “Just tell me.”
    She suddenly looked uneasy, and it broke my heart to know that she wasn’t comfortable telling me. 
    “What is it, Hun?” I asked touching her shoulder, “I want to know.”
    She looked up, and in an almost whisper, “I’m a